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Rice couldn't stop exploding.

Old Ferding propped up the Holy Shield Technique, Drunken Wind and Lao Chen forcibly woke up into meditation after meditation, Medivan decisively opened the ice barrier and wrapped himself in thick ice, and Illidan even opened his wings to wrap his body, and opened the shadow by the way.

After an explosion that confronts all the lives present, all that falls is the unwilling Les Frostwhisper.

Then, based on the connections observed by Illidan, the Drunken Five found Rice's life box.

Watching Old Ferding smash the life box with a hammer, Drunken Wind and Medivan were speechless for a long time.

"What's wrong, Drunkenwind?" Lao Chen was a little puzzled, "Is it a pity for this bastard?" Shouldn't it? ”

"Of course I don't sympathize with such selfish idiots, and being angry with others will eventually hurt me - I wonder if there are some other reasons why this undead scourge has caused such a big problem."

"Other reasons?" Lao Chen shook his head and said he couldn't understand, "What else could it be?" ”

"Like human greed itself." Thinking of what happened to the Barov family, Drunken Wind couldn't help but sigh, "Although Lordaeron is innocent, Tyrenus is self-inflicted......"

At the mention of Terenus, Lao Chen stopped talking.

The meeting between the two of them and King Lordaeron was very discordant.

And the only old Ferdin, who was still thinking of saying good things for Terenus, didn't know how to speak at this time, he knew all about Tyrenus's black hand against Barov, and with the tragic experience of the Dunhold orcs that he had heard about in Thrall's mouth, how could he not know what his respected King Majesty had done?

It can be said that seventy percent of the gold coins paid by the alliance for the orc shelter went into Lordaeron's treasury and became the war funds for the expansion of Tyrenus's armament war!

Ironically, half of Lordaeron's expanded army was turned into an undead scourge and half was fighting against the undead scourge.

Drunken Wind shook his head, came back from the silence, and looked at Medivan, who was still pensive.

"Wake up, Medivan, what are you thinking?"

"Oh, nothing, just remembering something from my childhood." Medivan replied vaguely, "Alright, let's continue inside, we haven't found the Keystone yet." ”

……………………

After solving Les Frost's words, the Drunken Wind Five's journey of discovery became much smoother.

These necromancer apprentices in the psychic academy couldn't stop Zuifeng and the others at all, and along the way, the team continued to go deep into this mysterious crypt in a sweeping and crushing posture.

Finally, after turning a corner, in what looked like a classroom, Old Fording spotted a familiar face.

Jandis Barov, the mistress of the Barov family, is a famous master of illusion in Dalaran.

Looking at Barov, who had turned into an undead spirit in front of him, Old Fording couldn't help but speak: "Why? Why did you abandon your dignity and become the lackeys of the scourge of the dead?! ”

"Dignity?" Jandis pursed his lips disdainfully, "We didn't have that thing at the time of the Orc War, and of course, when the Barov family, who insisted on honor, was deprived of all their territories, the dignity of the alliance was also gone." ”

In a sense, part of the reason why Old Fording was able to become the lord of the Hearthdale in the first place was related to the Barov family, the previous lord of the Hearthvale was transferred to the town of Nanhai, which had previously belonged to the Barov family.

"You could say that I was desperate for revenge - and that's because I had nothing but revenge left in my life."

As he spoke, Jandis split into sixteen and spoke at the same time.

"I know what you want, if you want to continue, run over my corpse!"

Sixteen clones began to release the fireball spell at the same time, and the amazing thing was that it was an illusion, but the fireball was real!

The Fireball Technique is often the first intermediate spell mastered by a mage, because it is simple to use, relatively stable in form, and has a wide range of applications - of course, we do not rule out that some people are different, such as the well-known mage Luo of Dalaran, whose first intermediate spell he mastered was the Dragon's Breath Technique......

Although Jandis is a master of illusion, she still has a fireball spell at her fingertips.

Sixteen fireballs were violent, and the five people of Drunken Wind could only choose defense at the first time.

"Medivan, are these fireballs real or fake?"

"Really, this little girl is quite good at mirror casting, and if my guess is correct, her body and the fireball technique released by the illusion are even the same power!"

"More than people, huh? Say! ”

Lao Chen and Drunken Wind opened the elemental clones, and Medivan also used the mirror technique.

Originally, sixteen jandis were beating five people, but suddenly it became sixteen jandis against thirteen people (four doppelgangers of Drunken Wind, four doppelgangers of Lao Chen, Medi text and two mirror images, and Illidan and Old Ferding have no doppelgangers).

In this situation, Jandis found himself at a loss for what to do.

Due to marrying into the Barov family at an early age and becoming the Duchess of Barov, Jandis has no practical experience at all - in order to maintain the image of the nobility, she can only practice spells after marriage in the form of striking magic golems, and at most draw three or five stakes at the same time.

But pumping stakes is not at all the same as an arena.

In a panic for a while, the true body of Jandis was found.

Drunken Wind stepped forward without saying a word, and the flame clone directly raised his arm to cut his throat, directly interrupting Jandis's third flame.

At the same time, Lao Chen's wind clone also took advantage of the wind to cut the back of Jandis's head with his palm knife, putting the noble duchess down directly.

Fifteen visions vanished together, and the entire hall fell silent in an instant.

Looking at Jandis, who had temporarily lost his ritual, Old Fording picked up the war hammer on his back, half-knelt down, and began to purify the undead.

Drunken Wind and Medivan were discussing the battle just now.

"Medivan, is the magic master at this level?"

"Of course not, this girl obviously hasn't experienced much actual combat, her illusion is too much to pursue DPS, but it only has DPS, and the mage doesn't live to draw stakes."

"Does Dalaran never care about students?"

"How do you say it--I'm not very familiar with Dalaran, but you must know that although the meaning of a mage is not only to draw stakes, but the most objective way to test a mage is to look at the data of stakes."

"So, test-taking education kills people, right?" (To be continued.) )